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we're not kids anymore.
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@papercrownsyndrome
Challenger was there for launch, Laika will guide them through the stars and Columbia will be there for the return.
man i love house flipper.
watching my friend do the comm/gift of drifter and he’s complaining about the way he’s shaped.
GUYS J FORGOTTK SHOW YOU THE FINISHED PRODUCT
AHHHAHAHAAAAAAA !!!!
shout out @ leaf_babes on twitter dot com
watching my friend do the comm/gift of drifter and he’s complaining about the way he’s shaped.
i wasn’t born in the wrong generation. i was meant to smoke cigarettes and drink diet coke and swallow my gum on my ten min break and be fat
sometimes i take a little bit too big of a drag and i feel like im gonna pass out
i wasn’t born in the wrong generation. i was meant to smoke cigarettes and drink diet coke and swallow my gum on my ten min break and be fat
who needs menthols when u can smoke and chew peppermint gum
watching my friend do the comm/gift of drifter and he’s complaining about the way he’s shaped.
working with little kids is so dangerous. you get one kid who has a unique way of speaking & then spend the rest of your life with an internal monologue like “me’s go bathroom?”
other thrilling destructions of my vocabulary:
the kid who replaced his hard G sounds with soft ones, leaving me incapable of thinking of glasses as anything other than jlasses
kid who would holler "DID" any time she finished her work no matter how many times we told her to just raise her hand
kid who began her scary stories with "once a time" and her friend who began his with "paw time"
middle schooler i had during student teaching who pronounced magritte as "mah-gritty"
the kid who said "i got boogies comin out my nose" while sobbing and the kid who said "theres his puddle of cry" while describing a drawing, both of whom i think of when im crying
kid who said that if he was 80 he would get big and turn grandpa
kid who, for no reason in particular, would just say "like a little feet" as a standalone phrase in relation to nothing
edit how could i forget. the kid who got sneezed on and angrily said "whyd you blessyou on me"
My niece who asks people with dogs "are him big or him little?"
And every person without fail answers "uh.. him big"
Years later my vocabulary is still influenced by:
kid who called snakes "nakes"
kid who called calculators "cockulators"
my little cousin who referred to anything he didn't have an immediate answer to as "vewy mystewious"
"I don't yike heem"
adding one i heard today.
Little girl holds up her new gardening gloves to her dad and says “I wanna dig erms” because she wants to dig for worms
“And it feels like lightning
About to strike me
Walls covered up in writing”
i cannot express enough how attractive i think Pat from Not My Weekend is. he has me like a teen boy in a victoria secret forth first time FUCK!
do you guys ever get that little thing named grief that climbs up and down your ribs like a jungle gym?
sometimes he likes to sit right on top of my sternum and listen to the way my chest reverberates as i hum along to his favorite songs. Fourth of july, Funeral.
pink skies is his favorite.
when he decides to go back to hibernation, he likes ready now, that moomin valley song. he doesnt stay for long, and its a little lonely without him.
like waking up from a dream where you’ve had a kid.
do you guys ever get that little thing named grief that climbs up and down your ribs like a jungle gym?
sometimes he likes to sit right on top of my sternum and listen to the way my chest reverberates as i hum along to his favorite songs. Fourth of july, Funeral.
pink skies is his favorite.
when i went to the saw musical back in january i was the embodiment of the :0 face as soon as i saw the merch table.. i was so proud to tell the crew that ive been following u on twitter for a long long time
oh my god….